Queen of Ashes

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Amunet An'serrar

Queen of

⸺Ashes

  Antiquarian     thief     wine connoisseur  

⸺    She/Her   Argent Dawn EU    ⸻⸻   ✦



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  AN ETERNAL CITY   burnt to rubble, their violet eyes, made blind in their struggle. It's tragic. Power, stagnation, and rot all look the same under ash and dust. But beneath it all, amidst the rats, gold never loses its glimmer.

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About Amunet

⸺    Core Information    ⸻⸻   ✦

  •   ALIAS:    Amunet An'serrar

  •   TITLE:    Queen of the Underbelly

  •   NICKNAMES:    Nedjem, Amumu

  •   PRONOUNS:    She/Her

  •   SEXUALITY:    Bisexual

  •   ORIGIN:    Quel'Thalas

  •   PARENTS:    Unknown

  •   SIBLINGS:    Deceased

  •   RESIDENCE:    Dalaran

  •   ALIGNMENT:    Chaotic Neutral

   AMUNET AN'SERRAR    is an enigmatic figure amongst the denizens of Silvermoon's high society. The up-and-coming upstarts know next to nothing about her person, whilst families who boast generations of power assume her to be a scion of a rival family for her aptitude. In fact, were it not for her decades-long stint to the city of Dalaran until its untimely demise, one might reasonably assume her to have appeared out of thin air. And even then, survivors would be hard-pressed for knowledge on this particular elf.At present, the Nedjem spends her time weaving a web in the shadows of Silvermoon City, intent on catching anything from juicy gossip and trusted confidants to precious secrets and indebted assets. And once in a blue moon, perhaps even friends.

⸺    Physicals    ⸻⸻   ✦

  •   AGE:    Eighty-Nine

  •   RACE:    Sin'dorei

  •   HEIGHT:    170 cm

  •   WEIGHT:    60~ kgs

  •   BUILD:    Slender

  •   EYES:    Golden

  •   HAIR:    Black /w White Patch

  •   SCARS:    None

  •   TATTOOS:    One, upper abdomen

⸺    Class: Spellthief    ⸻⸻   ✦

   COMBINING    old tricks with new abilities has made Amunet adequately prepared to survive on her own for when her wit can't protect her. Utilizing a nigh-unmatched expertise with knives, the Nedjem can defend herself, and even beat most common foes provided she has enough time to tip the scales in her favour, unbeholden to archaic concepts such as honour.This excludes magic, a recent practice undertaken at the behest of those she trusts, meant as a way to create barriers, dispel magical foes, and divine dangers above all else. Alas, at Amunet's ever-changing whims, illusion has come to far surpass the other schools in both passion and ability.Armed with knives and incantations both, the elf has become quite a danger to any who draw her ire. And though she rarely is one to instigate conflict, time will tell if she's capable of claiming her first life; provided she has the stomach to follow through.



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  OH PLEASE   you don't know the first thing about the life I lead, nor the worth of a favour. Why take a man's life when he already thinks it is yours to toy with.

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⸺    STRENGTHS    ⸻   ✦

  •   RESOURCEFULNESS  

  •   PERCEPTIVENESS  

  •   DEXTERITY  

  •   CHARISMA  

  •   CUNNING  

  •   EMPATHY  

   BOASTING    a myriad of mentors since her youth, Amunet is armed not only with wealth and good looks, but an insight into the workings of the real world; both in its gilded spires and rotten underbelly. With guile and quick wits, she always has several plans to get what she wants—and twice as many ways to escape, should they take a turn for the worse.

⸺    WEAKNESSES    ⸻   ✦

  •   SELF-CENTERED  

  •   INTEMPERANCE  

  •   IMPERTINENCE  

  •   COWARDICE  

  •   DISLOYAL  

  •   FIGHTING  

   A THALASSIAN    at heart, Amunet is a model example for the flaws of her long-lived people. Forgoing their natural complacency, she more than makes up for it in arrogance, and rarely does she treat people with the respect their actions or office affords them, lest it benefits herself. She treats others with equal lassitude, regardless of race.

⸺    FLAWS    ⸻   ✦

  •   ECCENTRICITY  

  •   ALCOHOLISM  

  •   ARROGANCE  

  •   DISHONESTY  

  •   UNTRUSTING  

  •   AND SO ON...  

   IF THEY SAY    loyalty can't be bought, they clearly haven't met Amunet An'serrar. With expensive wine and the promise of gold, there are few she wouldn't stab in the back. Coupled with being utterly unpredictable and wholly undeserving of trust (and incapable of trusting others), the Nedjem makes for a fearsome figure for friends and foes alike.

THE BASICS

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THE TIMELINE

EVENTSTORY
Birth  AMUNET IS BORN   as the second child of a family she does not remember. Events unknown to her led to her parents' death only four years later, with her adolescent older brother Ammon assuming responsibility for her care and safety.
Youth  AN'SERRAR IS FORMED   and led by Ammon and joined by his closest friends. Amunet is unsure whether it is their family name, but knows her brother has always styled himself as such. They teach Amunet their unique skills, and she becomes the "little sister*" of the group, despite not being allowed to join on account of her age.

*Nedjem
Amani Invasion  DESPITE   having now seen fifty summers, Amunet remains the youngest — and latest member of An'serrar. Her skills have been honed considerably, and despite numerous run-ins with the law, and even a troll invasion at the gates of Silvermoon, she remains safe in the city.
The Scourge  PRINCE ARTHAS   invades Quel'Thalas, and its population is decimated. The gang's safehouse is levelled in the making of what would become the Scar, and one-by-one each member of An'serrar would get caught in the crossfire and killed. Only Amunet and Ammon would survive, but her older brother would later succumb to his wounds before his mana addiction could take him.
Rise of the Lich King  AMUNET ESCAPES   to Dalaran despite the recent imprisonment of Kael'Thas. She enters disguised as one of the somehow still loyal Quel'dorei, but opts to hide in the sewers to avoid tempting fate. She gets by through stealing what she can.
Years of Conflict  WITH THE IMPENDING RELOCATION   of Dalaran to Northrend, Amunet finds herself reluctantly returning to Quel'Thalas. Horrified by the lasting scars, she makes a habit of not getting attached to one place for too long. Nevertheless, she builds a network of spies, fences and allies in Dalaran's Underbelly through the exchange of secrets, cashing in of favours, and the occasional threat. Amunet begins to build a persona in the city's high society with her new-found knowledge, soon spreading her influence to Silvermoon.
The Purge of Dalaran  JAINA PROUDMOORE'S   purge forces Amunet to move back underground in Dalaran. Ironically, Stormwind City becomes a safer haven on occasion, with her rudimentary high-elven disguise.
Recent Years  LATELY   it has been business as usual for the self-styled Queen of the Underbelly. Though Azeroth has continued to face one threat after another, none has warranted a significant change in her daily operations.

Something that would drastically change when the Nerubians attacked.

TIES THAT BIND

✦    ⸻⸺    friends, foes and all in between    ⸻



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  FRIENDSHIP   is a long con, built on trust that doesn’t exist, bound by shared experiences that are made worthless by time. And yet, some stay. Some, I've even come to trust inexplicably.

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Tristan Shadeveil

⸺    CLOSE CONFIDANT    ⸻⸻   ✦

   THE SCHOLAR    is an example that opposites attract. A Kirin Tor agent next to a liar and a thief would be nigh unthinkable, and yet, despite initial friction this is one friendship that has flourished to the point that Amunet trusts Tristan with her life. One that he has in fact saved already. Amunet, of course, doesn't see it that way, for despite her thoughts on the man, good as they are, being indebted to someone like him is one of the worst fates imaginable.

"Some see him as a powerful mage. Others, a learned scholar. What do I think? He's a nuisance, a constant thorn in my side, and an emotionally immature child at times. Worst of all, perhaps, is that I've come to see him as an invaluable friend. And I know that I can depend on his aid, should I ever need it. Light forbid."

Ruewen aka. "Rue"

⸺    PROTECTOR & FLING    ⸻⸻   ✦

   THE JESTER    is as taken from children's tales that warn of the monsters beneath their beds. But one person's monster is another's savior. Unbeknownst to the Nedjem, her favour led to Ruewen's capture and subsequent punishment. But the woman who disappeared was nigh incomparable to the one who emerged on the other side. Twisted with corruption and limitless powers alike, and more pressingly, still hopelessly obsessed with Amunet's attention.

"She is unlike anyone I've ever come across. She's calculated in her chaos and unpredictable even in silence. But I believe there's more to her than that. Beneath her crude shell and the stink of the drugs that follow her, within Rue there lies the potential of a capable partner, for her skill is undeniable. If only I knew what made her tick."

Ammon An'serrar

⸺    HEAD OF THE FAMILY    ⸻   ✦

   THE DRAGONHAWK    was the founder of the ragtag family, and had taken it upon himself to create a family amongst like-minded adolescents who had none, the exception being the heiress Synaria who became estranged from hers. With a roguish heart, dashing looks, and unbreakable confidence, he always dreamt of seeing the world, and setting up his family for a comfortable life of wealth and riches, for his little sister Amunet most of all.Dead. Succumbed to his wounds post-invasion.

Synaria Shar'diel

⸺    BEST FRIEND & MENTOR    ⸻   ✦

   THE LADY    was once groomed to be the heiress of her magister family’s wealth against her will. Wanting a life of freedom and adventure, she got her chance when Ammon one day stood in her room as she entered, arms full of her jewelry. Insisting he "steal" her too, the Lady would soon have her Lord, and the rest would be history. Superior in diplomacy and with connections aplenty, Synaria has since become an invaluable part of the family, teaching Amunet to navigate high society.Missing. Presumed consumed by undead.

Zelrin Dar'anar

⸺    LIKE A BROTHER    ⸻   ✦

   THE SOLDIER    was the biggest of the bunch and made sure to remind the others often. A discharged veteran of the Silvermoon Guard, Zel’s area of expertise included, but wasn't limited to: fighting, losing his temper, using his head (literally), as well as cultivating his charming smile. What he lacked in wit he more than made up for in brute force, and to his family he was revered for his heart of gold. Responsible for Amunet's streetwise and lessons in self-defense. The latter to various degrees of much limited success.Dead. Found surrounded by several ghoul corpses.

Kira Andu'diel

⸺    KINDRED SPIRITS    ⸻   ✦

   THE LYNX    was the second youngest besides Amunet and the one most like her. Having once been an aspiring Farstrider, nepotism cut Kira's career short before it could even begin, prompting Ammon to take pity and bring her to where her skills were appreciated. With an unmatched knowledge of every corner of the Kingdom and the dexterity befitting a Ranger-Captain, it was her task to ensure that every job went as planned. Even if that meant a few picked locks and subdued henchmen from rival gangs. Lessons Amunet took to quickly.Dead. Found crushed under rubble from their hideout.

Leth'rian Dath'falas

⸺    A VOICE OF REASON    ⸻   ✦

   THE DOCTOR    was the oldest orphan of the gang, and Ammon's longest-lasting friend. He was saved from the streets by the city's priesthood unlike Ammon, but through circumstances left unknown to all but the pair, Leth fell out of favour with the priests and joined the family after just a few years there, serving as both its healer, as well as a stern advocate for restraint, to many jests and much ridicule from all but Synaria. Concerning Amunet, his task was to grow her magical potential, teach her medicine, and cultivate inner calm.Dead. Found crushed under rubble, from their hideout.
Appears to tried to shield Kira without success.

Rathmar Alah'ni

⸺    RESIDENT GENIUS    ⸻   ✦

   THE ARTIFICER    possessed unbound intellect and rarely found a challenge he couldn't overcome. From mechanical equipment to drawing up intricate plans for the gang's various odd-jobs and heists, he would ironically always find himself in deep trouble amongst the unsavoury denizens of the city despite his wit, with Ammon having to bail him out far more often than he'd like. Though a subpar mentor to Amunet, his passion shone through, and because of it, the youngest An'serrar gained quite the talent for ingenuity and improvisation.Missing. Presumed consumed by undead.

TALL TALES

⸺    TALES of valour as well as honest ones    ⸻⸻    ✦



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  SO AS I WAS SAYING   the tomb came alive the moment I grabbed the urn, guardians made of stone leaping down all around us!... What? Of course it's true. What kind of collector do you think I am?

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Hook ⸺ 001.

⸺    The Socialite    ⸻⸺   ✦

    LADY AMUNET     is a frequent guest amongst the wealthy and powerful, whether they be in the stone keep of the Alliance where they think her a diplomat or the spires of Quel'Thalas where she is rumoured to be of an old family of great magisters. What's left of Dalaranian high society surely would recall a woman such as her, always mingling with the "important" parties. So which one is it? It hardly matters. Should a Lord or a Lady one day develop consciousness and think past their own inflated egos, Amunet's deception might well be discovered. But until then, hers is to dine, drink, and befriend anyone who might lend a lively elf an ear. To which end though, one would have to ask her themselves.

Hook ⸺ 002.

⸺    The Collector    ⸻⸺   ✦

   AMUNET AN'SERRAR    is an infamous collector amongst those in the adventuring business. To explorers, she is a cynical sort, who will somehow be in the possession of hitherto undiscovered artifacts, intent on selling them to the highest bidder; Explorers' League, Reliquary, or otherwise. To lowlives, thieves, and tomb raiders, she is a reliable fence who will always give a fair price, and scarcely ask questions. And to adventurers, she got there first, so you're best off finding your own ancient dungeon to uncover. Unless, of course, you intend to discover the labyrinth of traps she's found as of yet. Some even say she hands out jobs of her own. But there is nothing to suggest she even knows what the word "work" means, surely?

Hook ⸺ 003.

⸺    The Thief    ⸻⸺   ✦

   THE QUEEN OF THE UNDERBELLY    is said to be buried amongst the rubble of the floating city itself, with all evidence of her existence with it. And should she even have survived somehow, her network of informants and spies have surely crumbled, leaving nothing but a memory for those who were there. But as the dust settles, a curious calamity appears to wash over bustling cities and great castles that guard the edges of the known kingdoms. The reports would have it that valuable goods are being stolen. Unique jewelry snatched from their cases. Archaeological finds gone from their pedestals. And droves of gold, emptied from their great vaults. The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen.

Sobering Seasons

⸺    Ch.1 Autumn Leaves    ⸻⸻   ✦

Under the golden canopy of autumn, a hooded elf walked through the heart of the Eversong Woods like a solitary figure amid a symphony of falling leaves. Sunlight filtered through the crimson and gold leaves, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor, and the air was infused with the earthy scent of decay. One marred by history. It made her sick to her stomach, that familiar stench. Read more...

⸺    Ch.2 Coldest Winter    ⸻⸻   ✦

She stood amongst rotten grass and felt how her heels were sinking into its unhardened crust. Shuddering, a tug around her collar pulled the furs closer. And in one final exhale did she calmly watch as the mist of hot air passed her lips to dissipate in front of her, marked with a contemptuous sigh. This is the place she had called home for most of her life, and it was still a monument to that day; dead. Rotten.Work in progress.

⸺    Ch.3 Blossoming Spring    ⸻⸻   ✦

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⸺    Ch.4 Summer Sunset    ⸻⸻   ✦

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Individual Stories

⸺    Tired Tones    ⸻⸻   ✦

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⸺    TO BE WRITTEN    ⸻⸻   ✦

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Out of Character

⸺    Rules, Themes, etc.    ⸻⸻   ✦

   LOOKING FOR:    Short or long-term roleplay with the prospect of a lasting outcome. This could be anything from personal growth to a single gold coin. New people, whether they be prospective business partners (in crime) or something more personal.
For themes anything goes, whether they originate from my hooks or come from yours. Though, given Amunet's aversion to fighting, I tend to avoid brawls, fights and duels unless they revolve around it being her weakness.

   DO ✓:   

  • Reach out with ideas or just to chat. I am always happy to talk OC's and brainstorm.

  • Provide and be open to avenues of character development.

  • Respect the circumstances. For example, don't bring a paladin and expect our characters to be best friends, unless you're willing to get blindsided eventually.

  • Ask about doing content too. I both raid and do M+.

  • Communicate. At the end of the day, I believe everything can be talked over, whether they be ideas, questions, problems, and so on.

   DON'T ✕:  

  • Cater to Amunet's needs. Characters whose ideals get bent to fit in are obvious and get stale quick for both of us. Friction can be fun, after all.

  • Be underage. Due to the nature of the themes in play (substances, trauma, sexuality and the likes), I'm not interested in anything to do with minors.

  • The usual spiel about IC and OOC separation goes here.

  • Finally, if you're in any way or shape a bigot, racist, misogynist and so on, don't bother reaching out at all.

It's just Tali

⸺    About the writer    ⸻⸻   ✦

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   THANK YOU    for reaching the end of my carrd! If you're interested in roleplay feel free to reach out through any of the media displayed above — though if we have no friends or servers in common on discord, send a DM on twitter. I'll eventually put more here as I think of it, but for now I'll simply leave my thanks.